Eighty-six chapters of calculation

"My mother's miscellaneous books record that Mount Tai is a mountain of gods, indestructible." Yan Ying closed her eyes and said nonsense.

Nangong Han nodded with a smile.

After listening to Yan Ying's words, he and Yan Xiongsan thought about it carefully, and felt that the method she said was feasible.

Yan Ying said that this method is also due to the fact that in her previous life, her grandmother always made some dried sweet potatoes to make snacks for herself.

I ate a lot, so I naturally asked my grandmother how it was better than others, and it took a long time.

Grandma, who has always felt sorry for her, naturally told her the trick, and she didn't expect that she would be able to use the hatchet to get an axe today.

Heaven will not kill me......

And she also took the opportunity to talk about the practice of sweet potato flour, and Nangong Han was secretly surprised.

It was decided that it would be published nationwide in a moment.

His good impression of Yan Ying unconsciously mentioned a little bit.

"Ying'er, the sweet potatoes in our Hou Mansion have rarely been eaten, and they are usually steamed a few times and served on the table.

Not to mention the dried sweet potatoes, and the sweet potato flour you mentioned, I have never heard of it, how did you know about it? Mother didn't know you were so knowledgeable. ”

Yun Yishu's words made everyone's eyes stare at Yan Ying, wanting to stare at a hole in her face to see clearly what ulterior secrets were hidden inside.

Especially Nangong Han, her dance just now is rigid and soft, and she can read miscellaneous books without a teacher?

Nangong Han didn't believe that she had no teacher.

"If you want to say goodbye, you have to fall in love as soon as possible, not to grow old together." Nangong Han remembered Yan Ying's drunken mantra.

Is it a master-apprentice love?

Nangong Han's whole person is not good.

Nangong Han pondered and was extremely frightened, and his gaze towards Yan Ying had a faint firelight.

It's angry.

Yan Ying remembered her grandmother who loved her, but in the end she couldn't take care of herself because she was sick, but she was in the dark to study abroad, and when she returned home in a hurry, her grandmother had already gone west.

She didn't even see her for the last time.

Later, the stepmother inadvertently said that it was her scumbag father who starved people to death.

Immediately sadness came from it, I saw her head down, forcibly restraining her tears, but one or two that still couldn't stop rolling down from the corners of her eyes, which looked even more pitiful.

The appearance of wanting to cry without crying, and the pear blossoms with rain, made Nangong Han instantly feel the urge to push Yun Yishu out and play a few big boards.

Just now, his own master looked at Yan Ying with suspicion.

Sure enough, men are all big pigs' trotters.

Yan Ying took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, "My mother told me, my mother said that Grandma Jiangnan's family often makes this food,

Every winter, every household will put some sun, waiting for the Spring Festival to be a snack for the children, but I didn't expect it to be a pre-battle reserve. ”

Maybe it was her pitiful look that touched the cheap father, maybe it was the mention of Zhuge Qing, he stood up from his position.

Slowly walked to Yan Ying's side, grabbed Yan Ying's hand tightly with both hands, and asked affectionately, "What else does your mother say?" ”

"Jiangnan is good, the scenery is old, the sunrise river flowers are red like fire, and the river water is green like an orchid in spring, so you can not remember Jiangnan.

But her mother said that she had no regrets in her life, and came to the capital with the big hero in her mind.

If her father is good, it is a sunny day, and her mother said that her greatest pride in this life is to marry her father, give birth to children for her father, and raise eyebrows with her father. ”

Yan Ying said with tears streaming down her face, thinking that a girl could go all the way to marry Yan Xiongsan, who was unknown at the time.

Then there is no doubt that he must have been her hero at that time.

Because love is uprooted from home, come, applause!

In the end, it ended badly, and the applause stopped.

Yan Xiongsan listened to Yan Ying's crying and bloody accusations, and the emotions of the past and Zhuge Qing, you and me, slowly came to his heart.

He had clearly touched the string in his heart for a long time.

I saw that his lips trembled, but he couldn't speak, and reached out to hug Yan Ying directly.

He said in a muddy voice: "Good boy, good boy, it was the father who lost your mother and daughter,

Father always thought that your mother, who regarded herself as high, looked down on your father who was born as a military general. ”

Yan Ying was suddenly petrified in Yan Xiongsan's arms, still pretending to be sincere.

With a crying voice, he said: "If you are as smart as your father, you don't want to think about it, if your mother looks down on you,

At that time, the mother must have a better place to go, and it must be the father's sincerity, bravery, and fearlessness that made the mother so careless. ”

When someone saw this scene, he felt inexplicably irritable, and his clenched fist was released again.

Forget it, the girl is still a half-grown child, and the man is her father.

He can't go up and beat people up.

The division is unknown.

"A good sentence The sunrise river flowers are red like fire, and the river water is as green as blue in spring.

No wonder you were able to move the capital when you first arrived, and the words you just danced the sword were empty, written, and sent to my house. ”

Nangong Han thought about it, I guess there was no drama to watch today, this kind of drama of father-daughter love is a joke for the Tian family.

Which throne didn't go up on a bloody road, and he wanted to go home.

It seems that she still overestimated that girl, and today I am afraid that she will not be able to get what she wants.

I still want to learn from others to make a living, so it seems that I should find a way to send her a grandmother over.

Yan Ying couldn't imagine that Nangong Han wanted to leave so soon, and saw that the prince got up and left.

She hurriedly broke free from the arms of her cheap father, walked to Aunt Cheng's side quietly, and said, "Congratulations to the prince." ”

Before the words fell, he deliberately helped Aunt Cheng and exclaimed loudly: "Aunt Cheng, what's wrong with you?" What's wrong with you? ”

When Aunt Cheng heard Yan Ying's voice, she didn't react at once, although she didn't understand which one she wanted.

But he still cooperated with Yan Ying's drama, and simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dizzy.

The whole body fell into Yan Ying's arms impartially.

Nangong Han, who had just walked to the threshold, immediately stopped, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

I thought: I'll just say why this girl wants a store, she hasn't moved for a long time, but she is calm.

"Call the doctor." Yun Yishu had just questioned people in front of the prince, and now that she has the opportunity, she naturally has to pretend to be generous and dignified as the housewife.

I saw her holding Aunt Cheng with one hand, and arranging for someone to carry Aunt Cheng back to the yard.

Although Yan Xiongsan was a little displeased, this Aunt Cheng was usually upright, why did she faint today.

He didn't have time to think about it, he looked back and saw Nangong Han sitting on the chair again.

Didn't you just say you'd go? Why don't you leave again?

Of course, Yan Xiongsan naturally didn't have the courage to step forward and ask, so he had to smile cautiously and said, "Can the prince eat in the mansion with his face?" ”

"Appreciate your face!"

Nangong said succinctly, and the guard next to him moved his mouth, but he didn't dare to laugh.

Lord Wang, you are never casual in the other people's mansions.

How could you be so different today.

Hu Fei tightened his clothes, and the prince was now as indistinguishable as a mirror.

Why don't he go out and do some part-time jobs in the evening to improve his skills?

Yan Ying stared at Nangong Han with bad intentions.

Today, you must stomp Nangong Han under your feet.